A pillow of acacia dreams, the bright moon lingers in front of the window.
Where are the people who know the year of An Zhi? Can you have a deep affection for me?
Four musts: rivers and lakes forget each other
A string of past events, a string of winds stirred up feelings and turned empty.
But heartbreak is true or false, and rivers and lakes forget each other.
Inscription: There are too many parting and missing in life, and my pen is full of sadness and helplessness!
Acacia on pillow, loneliness on string! I am full of tenderness, and the circle is incomplete! Who is singing the farewell song alone in the dark!
Dear people, when I think of you, are you thinking of me? Clearly know that acacia is bitter, but also insist on doing acacia! Embarrassing yourself, there is always an emotion, which is painful to hold and heartbreaking to put away! A thousand and ten thousand can't bear to part! Many times, we understand it clearly, but there is nothing we can do!
Comfort yourself, don't be sad, everything is fake, since my deep feelings can't make you turn around, then give up in the Jianghu, but is it that easy? The person who turns around first is always better than the latter, because your feelings are not as real as mine!
Nowadays, anyone who reads the west wind is sad, sad that he can't lift his brow, and afraid that no one will listen to the flowers!